Mister is fine!
He was very sleepy last night (but the drunkeness had worn off by the time I got him home). Madam wasn’t quite so scared of him - probably because he had that vet smell all over him. He’s managed to steal most of the bed overnight, and this morning he is looking a lot perkier. He is trying to lick his tail, and just licking the stupid collar, but he’s not distressed about it - he’s the happiest I’ve seen him for weeks! It doesn’t look like they have taken much off his tail at all, so maybe they just took off the dead bit.
Got to take him back next week for a ‘wound check’, then hopefully he’ll be able to go outside - when he got home, even though asleep on his feet he ran to the back door and cried to be let out, poor little bugger!